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The Omnipresence Of Olive Groves
Ride Date 24 Sep 2025
By Andy Gray
Day 12: To Martin de la Jara 252 miles.
Shorter day in terms of miles but just as many smiles.
In full daylight, I could not believe the number of olive groves in the valley. From what I’ve seen, they stretch from here to Grenada and to where I’ve ended up tonight. 100s of miles of them.
Left the hotel around 10am and immediately found the town had its own sign and bull statue as I exited. Descended my way through Cazorla where I stopped at the supermarket to buy some breakfast. Then wound my way through miles of olive groves for over 100km.
At Huesa there was an odd ridge which made me think of sharks teeth. Also spent quite a while following another Guarda Civil car but luckily he got bored and sped off.
At Baza, I joined the A92 motorway to speed my journey west. Stayed on for 100km until Granada. I could see the Sierra Nevadas to the south of the motorway between Guadix and Granada but didn’t have the time to include them.
At Grenada I headed back to minor roads. There were some nice hilly, twisty roads to Alhama de Grenada and I’d stopped to take photos when three Spanish riders came past on their sporty bikes. Think they were a little shocked when I caught them up on my fully loaded BMW. It got a little silly on the valley road and I left them to it when the speeds went well past German speed limits! Especially as they didn’t seem to slow down much for villages and their 50kph limits.
Headed thru Sierra de Tejeda and Sierra de Chimena. Here I was only about 25km from Malaga but could not see it due to the mountains in the way. I climbed up to the village of Villanueva de la Conception where there was a bit of a queue to turn on the steep hill. I stopped to take some photos of the view and realised I had included a side road up to what I thought was a viewpoint on the mountain behind me. Turns out this went up to El Torcal Nature Reserve, the visitors centre and the most amazing geological features I think I’ve ever seen.
They are quite difficult to describe but they are similar to the piles of stone that people build to destroy the look of scenic places! Yes I hate those things and will quite happily knock them down. These were natural and so much nicer. On the walk from the visitors centre to the viewpoint, I spotted an Iberian wild goat on the rocks. When I drove back down the mountain, I spotted a lot more knowing they were there.
The “main” road wound its way down to the town of Antequera. The first sight being the Alcazaba of Antequera, the Moorish fortress. With its nearby free campervan stopping area!
When I stopped at some lights in the town I could feel my feet slipping, the surface was polished stones and incredibly slippy. Luckily it didn’t last for long and didn’t affect the bike, probably horrendous in the wet. As I came to the edge of town there was a large arch on a roundabout and the large bullring. Tried to park nearby but was waved off by a one armed official. Did some dodgy parking on the pavement out of his sight so I could snap a couple of pictures.
Next I headed north through the village where I’d looked at camping but the lure of a hotel was too much! I’d found a rural hotel in the middle of olive groves which is an old house converted to 7 or 8 rooms, bar and restaurant down a 1km gravel road from the tarmac road. Very pleasant and I was told to bring my bike up onto the terrace.

The town sign where my hotel was located last night.

Olive groves everywhere.

Cazorla town sign.

More olives.

Shark tooth ridge.

A sample of the roads today.


Olives, olives everywhere.

Looking south from Alhama de Granada.

A stone goat.
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Each region has its own tourist route (red route) signs.

Realised the viewpoint road goes up the mountain behind me.

Iberian goat.

Malaga is behind the hills to centre left. Torremolinos and Fuengirola on the right.

El Torcal.



Alcazaba of Antequera.


Antequera.

Antequera bullring.

The road to my hotel through the olive groves.

Bike gets pride of place.

My room.
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More Wonders, Weird Food
It's another day filled with fabulous things for Andy. Knights and bends in the road, mountains and flat bits, and a posh hotel with a sunset.
The Omnipresence Of Olive Groves
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Reader's Comments
nab301 said :-
Andy , that looked like a very enjoyable day, on the dusty road to the hotel you'd almost expect a Clint Eastwood character to appear!
Nigel
19/01/2026 14:25:39 UTC
Ian Soady¹ said :-
More great pics Andy. Slippery roads - the worst I've encountered was in a small French town - can't remember the name - where the white lines / zebra crossings were like black ice in the rain (which it was when I was there). A momentary lock of the front wheel made me very cautious.
On another occasion, in another biblical downpour, I was in the Massif Centrale and again the road surface was slippier than anything I've encountered elsewhere. I had to be incredibly careful rounding the many turns and twists till I came across a little cafe where I waited for the deluge to pass.
19/01/2026 15:39:40 UTC
Upt'North ¹ said :-
You were well sarff by now Andy.
Great piccies.
19/01/2026 17:32:42 UTC
Ren - The Ed¹ said :-
You hearing echos of Ennio Morricone nab301? Andy's riding in the wild west on his steel hoss.
Polished bits of road is the thing I noticed in Spain when it comes to slippery. My thinking is without the ice to break up the tarmac in winter maybe roads last a lot longer. Mix that in with the tarmac melting in summer allowing the traffic to push down the stone and pull up the tar means the surface is smooth tar not tar and stone.
20/01/2026 08:14:58 UTC
nab301 said :-
Every days a school day Ren , but yes I now know that's the man!
Nigel
20/01/2026 12:57:59 UTC
Bros Steve said :-
Good pics and write up Andy. Looks really nice there.
21/01/2026 19:26:45 UTC
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